[Episode 102360] [Episode 102360]“I said I got another pokégirl to take care of this evening,” Ranma said, wondering why the hell he brought this up as a topic. “A mouse-girl.”
Jetta raised an eyebrow. “A mouse-girl? You mean from the other day?”
“Yep,” Ranma admitted, drying off the Lupina as best he could. He himself was still a little drenched from when she started shaking herself to and sent droplets of water flying, but at least with this towel he could persuade her there were other ways to get dry.
Jetta was silent for a moment, trying to process that rather simple answer Ranma had given her. “Oh, Ranma...”
“Yeah, Jetta?” Ranma asked, continuing to towel her off, again, being very careful as to NOT press the sexual stimulant spot on the small of her back.
“Well, Ranma, correct me if I’m wrong,” Jetta started seriously, “But I didn’t see you PokéBall ANY mouse-type pokégirls during that entire event.”
Shrugging, Ranma answered, “I think it might have happened by accident.” The pigtailed Tamer sighed. “I mean that blonde rat-pokégirl with the foul mouth DID tear apart my last backpack and my stuff got sent flying.”
Jetta winced. “Great. You probably had an empty PokéBall that went flying and it hit an unconscious mouse-pokégirl.”
“That’s what Gina thinks might have happened,” Ranma admitted.
Blinking her eyes, Jetta asked, “Gina knew?”
“Yeah,” Ranma said. “I mean, she was the one who discovered it.”
“Oh?” Jetta asked, raising an eyebrow. “How’d she do that?”
“Well, it was during breakfast and I had her out during the time, and she was looking through my PokéDex,” Ranma blushed, “While Grave and Sheila were content to feel me by hand.”
Letting out a sigh, Jetta rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Ranma?”
“Yeah, Jetta?” Ranma asked, still toweling down the Lupina, who was during off.
“Gina isn’t supposed to do that,” Jetta said seriously. “Pokégirls are not supposed to be snooping around through their owner’s PokéDex’s.”
Shrugging, Ranma answered, “What do I care if she does or not?” Ranma then chuckled a little bit. “Hell, I think she knows how to use it better than I do.”
Frowning a little, the Lupina shook her head. “Ranma,” Jetta started seriously, “While I do think it’s rather nice you’re very lenient and liberal with how you treat us, I do have to remind you not to do that sort of stuff with us in public,” Jetta sighed, “No matter how nice it is.”
Sighing, Ranma begrudgingly nodded his head to agree with Jetta. “I know. But still, it was in my own room. It’s not like anyone else would have seen, you know?”
“I know,” Jetta said. She smiled playfully at her master. “Just making sure you don’t get so used to being extremely nice that you act like it in public without thinking.”
Giving Jetta the classic ‘Saotome Smirk’(TM), Ranma said, “Sorry ‘bout that, Jetta. But I think it’s fair to warn you that acting without thinking is one of my best attributes.” His smile widening, Ranma pat Jetta’s butt happily. “Like now for instance.”
Murring happily, Jetta shook her head. “I swear,” Jetta thought, “At times he acts like a real man, and other times you’d think he was a little kid.” Ranma then smiled a bit more as she felt Ranma massaging her posterior. “That’s probably why I love him so much.”
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“Hey,” Tanya said as she poked her master with a stick.
“Hey,” She poked him with a stick again.
“Hey,” Again, the Enchantress poked him with a stick,
“Hey,” And again, Tanya was poking Stryyp with a stick.
Waving a finger disapprovingly, Archon said, “That’s not very nice, Tanya.”
“Eat me, Megami,” Tanya said as she poked her master with a stick again. “He’s been sleeping all day! It’s time we got a Taming!”
Blinking her eyes a few times, Archon said, “Hey, you’re right!” Holding her hand out, she asked, “Please pass me the stick.”
Smirking, Tanya held out the small stick to her Harem-sister/Harem Alpha. “Go right ahead, Megami.”
Nodding her head, Archon turned to her Tamer. “Hey,” Archon said as she poked him with a stick. “Hey,” again she poked him with a stick. “Hey.”
Stryyp groaned. He really needed to make sure there weren’t any trees within a ten-mile radius of wherever he would stop at during his Pokégirl Tamer Journey. He was getting tired of being poked at with sharp sticks. Sure, he was getting used to it with Tanya, but now ARCHON!? “My life sucks,” Stryyp groaned.
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The NurseJoy sat down with a loud sigh. Man, was she beat. After that nice Ranko girl took her Tamer’s Licensing Test, it seemed to open up a damn of work to be done for her. Like that emergency operation concerning a Pet Owner who’s Catgirl pokéwoman was pregnant with triplets and they had to do a cesarean. Then there was that little rat bastard Gary Stroaks who decided to stop by in Greenpeace and DEMANDED to have the left wing of the PokéCenter all to himself and his cheerleading pokégirl squad. And then, after that litle bastard got what he wanted, the Eternal Lust Boy, the Tamer Ryoga Ho-biki appeared in the bathrooms, breaking some of the toilets, and then disappearing before he could be held accountable and help clean up.
So yes, it was very understandable that the head NurseJoy of the Greenpeace PokéCenter was very, VERY tired.
“Sleep,” The medical pokégirl mumbled to herself as she laid her head down on her desk. “Need sleep...”
Closing her eyes, the NurseJoy let out a sigh. Ah well. It was nightfall. Tamers and other pokégirl owners would be settling down for the night to Tamer their pokégirls and what-not. And she could finally get some rest.
And then she heard it. The ring that was always sounded when the electronic doors that were the main entrance of the PokéCenter had gone off. Looking up, the NurseJoy saw a tall, muscular man wearing a tight dark navy-blue one-piece outfit. The long raven black hair, the NurseJoy decided, was a very nice touch. “Hello,” the NurseJoy greeted. “May I help you?”
The raven-haired individual sneered. “Ranma Sextome.”
“Excuse me?” The NurseJoy asked.
“Sextome, Ranma Sextome,” The man repeated. “Is he here!?”
Nodding her head, the NurseJoy said, “Yes, I think so,” She started typing on the computer keyboard. “Just give me a second to see if he’s still registered as staying at this PokéCenter or not.”
Frowning, the scowl on the black-haired man’s face increased. “Well? What’s taking so long?”
The NurseJoy rolled her eyes. Yeesh, this guy was pushy. “Well, for one thing, yes, he is here.”
The man’s eyes widened in anticipation. “Which room!?”
“Sorry, but I cannot divulge you in that information,” The NurseJoy said seriously.
“WHAT!?” The man screamed. “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM. SÉANCE LEER! ONE OF THE GREATEST MAGIC-TYPE POKÉGIRL TRAINERS IN ALL OF VAIN!!!”
Raising a finger to her lips, the NurseJoy went, “Shh! This may be a PokéCenter, but this is still also a hospital, you know!”
Frowning a little, Séance grumbled irritably. “You better tell me you stupid pokégirl! I am of GREAT influence within Vain,” His eyes narrowed. “And I can have you euthenised with a single phone-call.” Okay, so maybe he was blowing smoke out of his ass, but damn it! His teacher in the magical arts WAS one of the head mages in Vain, that would count as influence, right?
Raising an eyebrow, the NurseJoy shook her head. “Whatever. Look, Mr. Leer. It is after hours now. I am not allowed to give you, the pizza delivery-boy, or anyone room information concerning the Tamers staying here.” She then looked at Séance. “If you want, I can give you a room here at the PokéCenter. You can try to find him tomorrow.”
Growling a little, Séance held out his PokéDex. “Fine! Get me a room!”
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Jetta raised an eyebrow. “Ranma, are you falling asleep on me?” She asked as she saw Ranma lay back on the bed.
“Maybe...” Ranma groaned. “You know I don’t like history lessons.”
Rolling her eyes, Jetta groaned. God. It was like there was a set limit with what her master would learn in a day. He’d listen for awhile, but once it got to a certain point, he’d tune it out and just drone off. “Ranma, I’m trying to give you some tips on Taming a Ninjanezumi. Something you’ll need to know.”
“Right, I hear you,” Ranma said. “I’m just getting comfortable.” Sighing, Ranma looked Jetta over. He didn’t know why, but he really would like to give her another Taming, even though he just gave her one. Still, there was a mouse-girl who needed it too.
Jetta nodded, slipping her red leotard up her body to get dressed. “Well, Ranma, Ninjanezumi, I can assume will follow the rule of thumb for mouse-types.”
“Rule of thumb?” Ranma asked.
“Yes,” Jetta said. “The rule of thumb when it comes to Mouse-like pokégirls, is that Mouse-types have a low threshold level for pleasure. They can get off VERY easily if treated right.” She said.
Ranma smirked. “Sounds like an easy Taming.”
“Don’t push your luck,” Jetta said. “Just because a pokégirl can cum easily, doesn’t mean she’ll be tired. Some like to suck cock for hours on end before getting to their own orgasm. Others can just cum again and again and again. So if you’re not careful, you could be stuck Taming a pokégirl all night,” Jetta smirked. “But you’d know that, considering your track record with Britanny.”
Ranma blushed. “You’re never gonna let me forget that, huh?”
Smiling playfully, Jetta winked and said, “Just making sure you don’t make that same mistake again.”
Ranma nodded. “Yeah, yeah.” He looked at Jetta. “Anything else?”
“Well, since it’s a Dark-type pokégirl, you can expect them to give you a hard time,” Jetta explained. “Though there are cases where the Dark-type pokégirl can be rather nice. They just put up a tough front to try and appear cool, clam, and collected.”
Ranma looked at Jetta. “So that means a blonde Ninjanezumi who curses constantly is probably just really nice deep down?”
Looking at Ranma dead in the eye, Jetta said, “Don’t push your luck.”
“Ah, damn it...” Ranma grumbled.
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